When The Moon Shines

It's the time when the munes awaken,

It's the time with no bright mellowing shine

But rather

It's the time when quietness and whiteness 

With raven blackness turn into a beautiful

Silent symphony.

It's the time when we lie quiet

But rather

It's the time when a new world awakens,

The world inside our mind,

The world which we concoct.

In fact,

It's the time when the moon shines